NLE CHOPPA – Camelot Chords and Lyrics

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This single was released on 13 September 2019.
Vocals: Nle Choppa ,
Producer(s): FreshDuzIt,
Writer(s): Nle Choppa ,

SongRating: 6/10


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Scale: A Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 88
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]
Am

Am
Yeah
Am
FreshDuzit
Am
Yeah
Am
Huh, huh, huh

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[CHORUS]
Am
I ain't gon' say too much when a nigga speakin' on that hot shit
Am
Fuck the police, 'cause them bitches ain't gon' stop shit
Am
Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick
Am
Flyest nigga in the game, yeah, I'm a cockpit

Am
Posted on Camelot, wit' a hunnid some' shots
Am
I be swimmin' wit' the sharks, lil nigga you a lobster
Am
Bullets hit a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta
Am
And shoutout to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas


[VERSE ONE]
Am
My niggas trappin' out the bando, shoutout to the Migos
Am
If a nigga knock wrong, shoot him through the peephole
Am
The trap always open, bitch we ain't never closed
Am
We movin' them packs and we movin' them kilos

Am
Step one, Step two, do my dance in this bitch
Am
Got a hunnid some' drums like a band in this bitch
Am
Mane she keep on bitchin', all that naggin' and shit
Am
Hoe shut the fuck up and jus' gag on this dick

Am
I'm a side nigga, and I love when she swallow
Am
If a nigga say something, hit him wit' a hollow
Am
That glizzy, knock ya meat out ya taco
Am
Flexin' on ya bitch, they call me Johnny Bravo

Am
School of hard knocks, let me take you to class
Am
My bitch is real skinny but she got a lot of ass
Am
I love counting money, I get a lot of cash
Am
If you try to take it from me, his toe gon' have a tag

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[CHORUS]
Am
I ain't gon' say too much when a nigga speakin' on that hot shit
Am
Fuck the police, 'cause them bitches ain't gon' stop shit
Am
Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick
Am
Flyest nigga in the game, yeah, I'm a cockpit

Am
Posted on Camelot, wit' a hunnid some' shots
Am
I be swimmin' wit' the sharks, lil nigga you a lobster
Am
Bullets hit a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta
Am
And shoutout to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas

[VERSE TWO]
Am
All up in the party, you know we keep them carbons
Am
Bring a nigga chills like I work at Baskin-Robbins
Am
I love Batman, but a young nigga robbin'
Am
Firework show, 'cause my niggas get to sparklin'

Am
I'm a hot head, I'll crash any second
Am
He speakin' on who? Send his bitch ass to heaven
Am
Extended clips, when we tote them Mac-11's
Am
My niggas they be crippin', they be screamin' out them 's

Am
Why you investigating me? 'Cause I don't know a thing
Am
And I'ma always keep a solid 'cause I'll never sang
Am
You know I'm Shotta Fam, I always rep the gang
Am
He kept on dissin' so a nigga had to snatch his brain

[OUTRO]
Am
Had to snatch his brain (had to snatch that nigga brain)
Am
I had to snatch his brain (had to snatch that nigga brain)
Am
I had to make it rain (make that motha fucka rain)
Am
R. Kelly let that fuckin' choppa sing, yeah (make it sing)

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